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Order number 13' w Che arruw5 were sweepw& 50UTH TOWARD THE BORDER, PLUNDERING AHD LOOTING IN THE MOST SAVAGE RAID SIMCE QUANTRELl!S GUERRILLAS! ONE/ THE STUBBORN COURAGE MID GALLANT FIGHTING HEART OF VOUNfrCAGlE COULD SAVE THE TERRITORY FROtt DEVASTATION . AND THEN THE STARTLING NEWS CAME THROUGH-- YOUUG EA&LE HIMSELF HAD TURNED OUTLAW AND RENEGADE I INCLUDING RIFF DRAGO, ) HHATEVER 15 HAPPENING) THE CLEVEREST AND DEADLIEST GUN5UCK IN THE AREA., AND HIS PARTNER, OX.HEAD CANE IF THOSE TWO ARE MIXED ~ IT5ADEVIU5 BREW. HAVE YOU HEARD OF THEfA, COLONEL? YOUNC EACLE there's talk xthat meeting of a 1w5t£r10us\ is prcbaslv outlaw pow-w3w j wellsuaroed to se held out \ awd no owe in the badlands. j but a rec06- iwawtyouto f-^jized criminal ride out and j gould set 1u ! check that ' YOUNG EAGLE &WQTWQ QWB LATER — THE COLONEL'S KEEPING HIS PART OF THE PLAN UP.TD SCHEDULE . THESE POSTERS HAVE SPREAD THE MEWS OF WW TURNING REWEGADE ALL OVER TERRITORY YOUNG EAGU YOUNC EAGLE YOUNG EAGLE WIS GOT ID ORGANIZE AND WORK. TD6ETHEK . THttT WAY WICftW MULTIPLY THE PtoPTTB AND CUT THE RISKS DOWN TO NOTHING. . YOUNG EACLE IKNEWHECOULOWTr SWE IT FOOL VOU, RIFF. /FOR LATER 5ftV, I SOT Mi IDEft. WHERE HE HIDTHWPAVROLU WE SPOTTED GOING INTO CftHNON MID YOUNG EAGLE YOUNC EAGLE YOUNG EACLE YOUNG EAGLE fi&OMENTS UCTER— / IT'S A GAMBLE , r KNOW. BUT L '= YOUN& EAGLE CAN RISK THE WIRES DOWN "MERE'S ONLY ONE WAV TO GET WORD TO THE COLONEL A MESSAGE TIED TO CLAWFOOT'S LEG - YOUNG EACLE tAiW HOUR LATER, IN THE HILL& HOLD YOUR RRE.AAEN.) IT'STENTOONG WAIT TILL THEY GET f^ONCE THEY'RE SC INTO THE CAWYON . 1 IN THERE, THE ODD BUT Xboup 3WON<T fErWv&S&aoC'fa fe^-' m m But seconds later — OWE OF THE \ IT'S TOO LATE To KIDS LET GO. 1 TRAP THEM. THEY BUCK FEVER. / HAVE AMPLE WARN- I SUE5S. yiW© MOW- OPEN nfy^^x rP*^ S^BJ* /Wpif^M V iw— » ^$¥iWj 3^^SMl Jlipl lOBr <>i THEY'RE FIGHTING \THE RE'S QWLY TOOTH AND NAtLr I ONE WAY TO RIFF. EVERY FOOT / eETTHEW- WE MAKE COSTS /WE'LL HAVE U5 HALF A /TO CLOSE DOZ.EW (V\EM YOUNC EAGLE YOUNC EACLE WELL, WAR'S A TERRIFIC ] JO* OPEN AT THE POUBLE BEg RANCH.' THEY'RE LOOKING FOR J A FOREMAN// fLSf'S BUBBLE BUBBLE ls)/EVERY PACKAGE HAsl— N ?1T'STHE BIG&EST PENNY j (TU"NIES, FORTU NES t FACTS} ) \VAL U E IN THE WORLD,' ©*fe .MAS JEFFERSON (AS THE SECONO VICE- PRESIDENT OF THE U.S. ^RU6 „ Oaj.sk FIVE AND ONE-HALF YARDS. | Oieue _... C3*L3E <1VI A*W 'fl «109 (|)S?HE SUN ISAPLANtT, 17R1JE C?N-« ©CuSH IS THE NAME OF THE HORSE PELONSIW6 TO THE FAMOUS COWBOY, LASH LA RUE- S?KUE QfakLSI SjVui EJkLSe.. ^GSgMEftg' YOUNC EACLE YOUNCEACLE YOUNC EACLE YOUNC EAGLE HE GOT ^s NATURALLY . ^E REAL ANGRY ) YUH CAN'T ABOUT IT /DOUSE YOUP AND FIRED ) S099 WITH A ME '. r^S&UCHMT Of ^"1 ( — yS WATER AND NOT \ ( EXPECT HIM TO GfV* \l V"»" UH TH >e BOUNC1 .' . YOUNG EAGLE A £IG SHA^'' VfMTASTICf •» tnmuemui mSTOmSHINC! Wm-mm-m FAVORITE NEWSSTAND &. THREE horses wound their" way through the wild badlands stretching on all sides. On the lead horse sal Clem Gordy. a western guide. The young man and woman behind him were Easterners. Hal Hamilton and his pretty wife, Lora. "Oh!" gasped the girl suddenly, "this heat is unbearable. Can't we stop and rest a while?" Hal turned with a frown. "1 told you you shouldn't have come along. Lora. This is a man's game, searching for a strike." "I know," Lora responded miserably, "a woman is only a drawback and a nuisance on a trip like this. Why didn't I stay home where I belong? But, I couldn't resist joining this treasure hunt." An eager look came into her eyes. "When that old map turned up in our family papers, I thought of the thrill of finding a lost bonanza. What do you think it is, Hal? An old gold mine? Or a cache of diamonds?" "Who knows?" shrugged Hal, holding up the yellowed paper. "The old prospector who made it out didn't say. He just marked the route to the spot and labeled it a 'bonanza.' We won't know what the strike is till we get there." "And if I hadn't come along, holding you back," said the girl almost tearfully, "you and Clem Gordy would have reached it before now. I'm sorry I insisted on coming along. Hal." "Welt, too late to do anything about it now," Hal said. He called to the guide. "Clem, are we getting anywhere near the bonanza?" Clem Gordy nodded. "We'll reach it today, I reckon." Hal let out a whoop of joy. "At last! Lost treasure! An unknown bonanza! Lora and I will be rich for life. As for you, Clem, you'll get the ten percent we agreed upon." Clem Gordy's eyes were suddenly beady. "I want more," he drawled. "And remember, you won't find it without me." Hal and Lora were shocked. "Why, that's blackmail!" Hal cried. "But you've got us where you want us. How about twenty-five per- cent?" Clem grinned crookedly. "Mighty gei of you but I want mote yet." "I had a hunch you couldn't be trusted," Hal said angrily. "All right, we'll split fifty- fifty. I supp'ose that's what you're holding us up for. You get fifty percent. Lead on." But Clem made no move. "I don't want fifty percent. I want one hundred percent!" Hal gasped. "You want all of it? Why, you crook, you can't get away with this — !!" "Can't I?" snapped Clem, pulling his gun and aiming it at them. "Who's to stop me? You've got no guns', I'm going to cash in on the whole bonanza, savvy?" Hal and Lora clutched each other in. white- faced horror, expecting death on the spot. Th« guide that they had so hastily hired had turned out to be a greedy and ruthless badman! Clem laughed roughly. "No, I- won't kill you now. I can use your help. You're going to help me dig for gold or whatever we find. Then I'll feed you to the buzzards. When I -return, with the bonanza, it'll be easy to explain how a couple of tenderfeet fell off a cliff by acci- dent, leaving me in the clear." Hal groaned at the cunning plot. But sud- denly he saw his chance as Clem's horse shied a bit. Hal leaped off his own horse at Clem and hurled him to the ground. The gun fell out of Clem's hands and clattered a dozen feet away. The two men fought now on the ground, "Lora!" Hal panted. "Get the gun. Hurry!" Lora struggled off her horse and ran for the gun. But in her haste she stumbled over a stone and pitched against Hal himself, knocking him aside. By the time Hal recovered, Clem had snatched up the gun and once more had the upper hand. "Oh," moaned Lora wretchedly. "I failed you, Hal. I'm still just a big nuisance, that's all." "No more tricks," snarled Clem. "I'll keep you covered good. Get going." YOUNC A nightmare followed for Hal and^Lora. Later that day they reached the spot marked On the map. It was a desolate little valley with cliffs of white stone all around. Hardly anything grew. A tiny stream of water trickled along. "Pan that stream for gold,"-ordered Clem. His ready gun forced Hal and Lora to obey, working hard under the hot sun. But no grains or nuggets of yellow metal rewarded them. "Where's the bonanza?" muttered Clem im- patiently. "Dig down and let's see if there are any diamonds or rubies around. Nice to have you folks do the hard work for me." But this labor, on the part of Hal and Lora, yielded nothing more than whitish soil with an acrid smell. Cursing, Clem made them use a pickaxe on the cliffs nearby, but it was only crumbly white stone, barren of wealth. Lora suddenly fainted, haggard and worn. Hal carried her to the stream and hastily ■cooped water and dashed it into her face, reviving her. "I'm still a -nuisance!" the girl said wanly. "Now you have to do the work alone." Clem was relentless. He made Hal search for a tunnel or a cave that might be a hidden mine, but nothing turned up. Clem screamed in rage finally. "It's all a lie!" he screeched. "The old prospector who made out that map was plumb locol That's no bonanza here at all. This was all a wild goose chase!" Strangely, Hal began laughing now. "The joke's on you, Clem! You thought you were robbing us of a big strike, but it turns out to bt utterly worthless. We've got the laugh on him, Loral" But Instead of laughing, there was a wild look in Lora's face. "Hal, there is treasure here!" She whispered. "A big strike! Not gold or diamonds but . . ." "Hush, dear," Hal soothed pityingly. "Don't let it get you. Don't go out of your head, poor kid. Just be calm — before the end. Clem is so angry at getting nothing out of this at all, he will kill us in revenge, I'm afraid. He's aiming the gun at us now!" For a moment, his face twisting savagely, the crooked guide seemed about to shoot them EACLE down in cold blood. But suddenly lie halted. "Wait! Why should I be a fool? I can still get something out of this. If I guide you back, you still owe me a big guide's fee." Hal was thunderstruck. "But when we report your crime — ?" "What crime?" interrupted the badman, grinning. "What did I steal from you? There was no bonanza! I didn't kill you. I only guided you here and back and you'll have to pay up. Let's go." Hal fumed in anger all the way back, yet could see no way of getting Clem arrested. As long as there was no bonanza, he had com- mitted no real crime in attempting to hog it all for himself. By bringing them back alive, he was safe from the law on all counts. And Hal would have to pay his fee. Far from gain- ing a fortune on this false treasure hunt, he and Lora were ending up penniless. What a fiasco! But worse yet, Hal was worried over Lora. She had a wild look in her face all the way back, and refused to talk. Was she unhinged by tHe whole experience? Had her mind cracked? Hal was sure of it when they reached town and Lora hailed the sheriff, pointing at Clem. "Sheriff!" she said, "arrest that man for at- tempted robbery of our bonanza!" Clem laughed. "What bonanza?" he sneered. "We didn't come back with any gold or silver or jewels or anything . . ." ££■£ UT we come back with this!" Lora " snapped, taking a handful of white grains from her pocket. "You two men were thinking only in terms of gold or silver and such obvious treasure. But the real treasure is this white stuff, millions of tons of it, ready for the market. It only sells for a few cents a pound, but it's worth more than a gold mine because it's one of the most useful things in the world." Clem stared in dawning comprehension. "Treasure!" he groaned, "and I missed it!" Cursing, he was led to jail, for now the crime could be charged against him. Hal folded Lora in his arms. "So you were just a nuisance, eh? If you hadn't been along, I'd have missed the bonanza too. Only a woman would have noticed that the big treasure was — salt !'* THE END YOUNC EACU B^Hh m spun^mntw^B FINE ANALYSIS.' WERE YOU PAYING ATTENTION TO M6 OR WERE YOU LOOKING OUT OF THE WINDOW ? YOUNG EACLE YOUNG EAGLE ONE SPWUG.WHEN THE FAMED INDIAN SCOUT WA5 AN UHTRiEPVOUTH- YOUDIDTHE WORK. \l WILL TRY OF THREE MEW ON \TO LIVE UP THt5 WILD HORSE HUNT; \TO VObR. YOUNG EAGLE. YOU (PROPHECY, Will make ft splendid i —■•■ WARRIOR SOMEOAV. . THESE HORSES \ EXCEPT FORTHAT ME CAPTURED ^SHIFTLESS ARE A FINE LOT. 16RLMBLER, GOOD WOUNTS J COYOTE TAtL FOR EACH OF HE DID ALMOST NOTHING ON THE HUNT, VET HE FEEL5 CHEATED BE- CAUSE HE WAS GIVEN THAT SCRAWNY WHITE COLT AS PART OF HIS SHARE . YOUNC EACLE YOUNG EACLE COYOTE TAIL ANJST FEEL CHEWED FOP. TRADING AWAV THftT FINE ANIMAL. I DO NOT THINKTHAT HE HA5 FORGOTTEN. SEE HOW HE WATCUE5 YOUNG EAGLE. THE EVIL 5HINE& PROAA HI6 EYE5 . -*/ YOUNG EAGLE COYOTE TAIL, YOUR ANGER 5P0ILED YOUR JUDGEMENT ON THE RACE VOU OWE WE 5iT, BLANKETS AND TWO HORSES.. C&tfMWHILE, AT THE FINISH UWE YOU RODE A 5PLENDIdV H6 > NKVou ' RACE,YOUWGEA&LE. J GRAY YOU ARE A CREDIT A BEAR. TO YOUR TRIBE . HOW I WANT YOU \ THRPS A 5H0JWD TO MEET AN OLD I COLT VOU FRIEND OF OUR /THERE, YOUNG TRIBE, BRAND / EAGLE , ONE OF COLUN&: ^f^THE FINEST PIECES. OF HOR&E FLESH rVE SEEN ON THESE PLMNft, I'VE GOT A HORSE BREEOING RANCH ABOUT TWENTV MILES NORTH OF HERE . I COULD USE A HORSE LIKE THAT TO BUILD UP WV STOCK. 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